Sweet Dip

<body topmargin=0 leftmargin=0 marginheight=0 marginwidth=0> <table cellpadding=0 cellspacing=0 border=0><tr> <td valign="top" rowspan="2" width=120 BGCOLOR="#FFFFFF" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="01078642egerdp.jpg"> <bR> </td> <td valign="top" height=428 BGCOLOR="#FFFFFF" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="00f64643.jpg"> <div> <B>Sweet Dip</B></div> <div>  <A NAME="sweet_dip"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></div> <div> <IMG SRC="2749ee30.jpg" border=0 width="158" height="227" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0">  For Will - who knows about these things <IMG SRC="2759fe40.jpg" border=0 width="159" height="228" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <bR> <div> Daniel got up from his spot on the couch and walked past Jack to the refrigerator.  "I'm gonna grab a beer," he announced.  "Want one?"</div> <bR> <div> "Hmmmm?" Jack mumbled, not really listening as he searched for an elusive file.</div> <bR> <div> "Beer," Daniel said, opening the refrigerator and grabbing two bottles.  "Want one?"</div> <bR> <div> "Beer would be good," Jack said distractedly.  "Ha!  Here it is."  He opened the folder and started poring over the dry statistics, the frown lines on his forehead deepening in concentration.</div> <bR> <div> Jack was sitting at Daniel's kitchen table working on new team assignments.  He'd been at it for hours, and not just tonight, either.  He'd taken work home virtually every night since he'd agreed to take over the operations of the SGC, going to bed tense and exhausted, and not allowing himself to recharge, not even on the weekends.  That latter fact had Daniel worried.  Everyone, especially Jack, needed some down time, and it had been far too long since The General had been put away and Jack had come out to play.   </div> <bR> <div> Daniel watched as Jack compared qualifications, then shook his head and put the opened beer by Jack's elbow.  "I was thinking about making some fresh guacamole for the burritos tonight."</div> <bR> <div> "Guacamole's good," Jack said, running his finger down the page in front of him.</div> <bR> <div> "Ya know," Daniel said, moving behind him, "you should take a break.  You've been at it for hours."</div> <bR> <div> "Yeah, well, team assignments are my responsibility now," Jack said, reaching for another file.  </div> <bR> <div> Daniel let his strong fingers dig into the knotted muscles at the base of Jack's skull.  "You're tense," he noted, and smiled when Jack's head dipped forward involuntarily, granting him easy access.</div> <bR> <div> "I know," Jack said and grabbed one of the massaging hands, kissing the palm by way of apology.  "But I really need to get these assignments done."  He resumed his work, trying to ignore Daniel's attempts at distraction.     </div> <bR> <div> Okay, that wasn't going to work.  </div> <bR> <div> Plan B. </div> <bR> <div> "All right," Daniel said with a smile and walked into the kitchen.  He grabbed several large avocados that had been ripening on the counter, a knife and cutting board, and stood at the kitchen island.  </div> <bR> <div> Subtle wasn't going to work here.  </div> <bR> <div> Time for something overt.  </div> <bR> <div> He cut one in half lengthwise, twisted it to loosen the meat from the seed and separated the halves, then swung his knife down sharply into the seed.  He let the blade sink in, twisted it and pulled it out, then quickly peeled the rough green rind from the flesh.  "Did you know that the Aztecs thought the avocado was an aphrodisiac?" </div> <bR> <div> That got Jack's attention.  He glanced up from his paperwork.  "They did?"</div> <bR> <div> "Yep," Daniel said, slicing the fruit into lengths.  "They called them <I>ahuacatl</I>."</div> <bR> <div> Jack snorted a laugh.  "You know the weirdest stuff," he shook his head and bent back to his paperwork.  </div> <bR> <div> "You can't really blame them," Daniel laughed.  "These things are sinful."  He raised a decadent slice to his lips and took a bite, moaning softly as the lush, mildly nutty taste surged over his tongue.  He peeled and cut another fruit.  "<I>Ahuacatl</I>.  I love how that word rolls off the tongue."  </div> <bR> <div> "You've got such an oral fixation," Jack snickered, not looking up.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel laughed.  "Linguist here!"  He fingered another slice.  "I love the texture of these.  So smooooooth and silky."  He gripped it tightly, squashing the fruit between his fingers, and raised it to his mouth.  His tongue darted out to catch some of the mashed pulp before he took another bite.  He moaned again, and stifled a grin when he saw Jack's eyes flick up toward him.  "The timing is perfect.  These are ripe and ready to go."  He finished the slice and put his fingers into his mouth to suck off the remnants, closing his eyes and letting his head fall back.  "I don't think they could've waited another day."</div> <bR> <div> "Daniel," Jack said in warning, trying valiantly to concentrate on the job at hand and refusing to look up again.  </div> <bR> <div> "I know," Daniel answered.  "You need to finish working."  He finished slicing the avocado quietly; the only sound in the kitchen was the rustle of papers and the thunk of the knife.  </div> <bR> <div> Time for phase two.  </div> <bR> <div> He looked thoughtfully at the remaining whole fruit.  "I can see how they'd think the shape of this is like a woman, all soft curves, but I think they're more like a set of balls  . . . yours specifically, now that I look at them."  Oh yeah . . . that should get Jack's attention.</div> <bR> <div> Jack was furiously trying to ignore him, but the fact that Daniel was now talking in a low, purring voice about <I>his </I>nuts had grabbed his attention again.  His ears were straining to hear Daniel's murmured words even as his eyes scanned the page, not registering what they were seeing.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel moved the avocado slightly, squinted his eyes and tilted his head.  "Definitely like yours . . . especially this one."  He hefted the fruit a few times.  "Heavy like yours, too.  I wonder if they used these for lube?" he asked, as if talking to himself.  "It's certainly silky enough."  He crushed a slice between his fingers and rubbed them together, considering.  "The first flavored lube," he snickered quietly and sucked his fingers into his mouth, not bothering to suppress his ecstatic moan of approval.  </div> <bR> <div> Jack's head jerked up.  He knew that moan, and it usually didn't have anything to do with enjoying food.  His gaze wandered over Daniel standing at the island, his eyes closed, his head tilted back exposing his throat, his mouth sucking sensuously on his fingers, his sweats riding low on his hips, his T-shirt riding up to show the barest hint of smooth belly.  </div> <bR> <div> Jack swallowed.  </div> <bR> <div> Maybe the paperwork could wait.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel had become engrossed in his game and didn't realize that he had Jack's full attention.  He scooped up another slice and rubbed it lightly over his lips, closing his eyes at the velvety texture.  The tip of his pink tongue darted out and flicked over his fingers, capturing some of the delicacy.  He gave another breathy moan.  </div> <bR> <div> Just for effect.</div> <bR> <div> Jack pushed his chair back quietly.  He silently got to his feet- his eyes fixed on Daniel's mouth- and started the stalk.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel sucked his fingers into his mouth, letting his tongue swirl around them.  "God, that's good," he breathed.  </div> <bR> <div> Jack skirted the island, moving stealthily until he was standing directly behind Daniel.  He didn't touch but stepped close, and growled.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel froze.  His eyes flew open.  He felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up, and a shiver race down his spine to encircle his balls.  His groin tightened and his cock started to fill, his body reacting of its own accord to Jack's low, throaty sound.  </div> <bR> <div> The General was gone.  </div> <bR> <div> Jack was here. </div> <bR> <div> Jack leaned closer, so that his lips were brushing Daniel's ear.  "You wondered if they would work as lube?" he rumbled.  "Let's find out."  He wrapped one arm around Daniel's waist and splayed his hand firmly under Daniel's shirt over his stomach, then pressed solidly against him.  He moved his hands up to Daniel's chest, bringing the shirt along with it, and pinched one of his nipples, hard.  Daniel gasped at the jolt of pleasure that shot to his groin.  Jack smiled.  "Hands on the counter, Daniel," he said, his voice filled with soft menace.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel swallowed, hard, and gripped the edge of the counter tightly, his cock giving a powerful twitch on its way to full hardness.  This wasn't quite what he had in mind when he'd started the game, but he was more than willing to see how it played out.  </div> <bR> <div> "No," Jack ordered.  "Move your hands further up.  And put them together."</div> <bR> <div> A full body shudder ripped through Daniel and his heart raced as he complied, moving his hands together nearer to the center of the island, his arms almost moving of their own volition.  Jack's voce was deep and rich, reaching into the pit of his belly.  Only Jack could get him to react this way with mere words.  He'd do whatever Jack asked him to do and he let himself revel in the control Jack had over him.  His muscles were tightly coiled and he held his breath, waiting for Jack's next move.    </div> <bR> <div> Jack took a firm grip of Daniel's hands, holding them in place, and let his other hand slide down to the top of Daniel's sweats.  He pushed them down until they were past the curve of Daniel's buttocks, then let gravity pool them around his ankles.  "Step out," he instructed, holding them down with his foot so that Daniel could free himself, and using it as an excuse to insinuate his thigh between Daniel's legs. </div> <bR> <div> Daniel's heart was thundering against his ribs.  Jack was still pressed against him, fully clothed, and the rasp of material made his skin resonate with sensation.  Jack's distinctively dangerous tone of voice added to the eroticism of the moment, and he fell a trill of arousal rush over him.  He'd wanted Jack to let go-shed the mantle of command he wore-but he was the one who had lost control. Jack was still very much in command.    </div> <bR> <div> Jack used his weight and the grip on his hands to curl Daniel forward until he was bent over the island, arms outstretched.</div> <bR> <div> "Don't move your hands," Jack murmured.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel gave a nod of agreement, then watched as the hand that had held his grabbed one of the slices of avocado.  His skin felt suddenly cool when Jack stepped back, and he gave a little gasp of disapproval at the loss of contact.  The gasp turned into a groan when he felt the cool, smooth fruit slide down his back, toward his ass.  He felt Jack ease the avocado down between his cheeks until it reached his anus.  Jack pushed his buttocks apart and he drew in a sharp hiss of breath when Jack teased his hole with the fruit, his anus pulsing hungrily, begging.    </div> <bR> <div> Jack ringed the hole a few times, then pushed in, crushing the fruit in front of his fingers until he'd breached the first ring of muscle.  He twisted his hand, rubbing the green mash inside.  </div> <bR> <div> Daniel let out a whoosh of breath and let his forehead fall to the counter, the sensations in his ass racing to his brain.  His internal muscles were clenching at Jack's fingers, trying to suck them in further.  Each throb brought increased awareness of how good, how full he felt, his nerve endings becoming tingling and alive.  </div> <bR> <div> Jack moved slightly to the side, his fingers still inside Daniel, caught his hands again, and pressed down into him.  "Pretty slippery, don't you think?" he asked, as he pushed his fingers in further. </div> <bR> <div> "Uhhhh," Daniel stuttered, trying to catch his breath.  "M-Might ne-need to do more research."</div> <bR> <div> Jack laughed quietly and removed his fingers from Daniel's backside.  "Maybe we need more," he said easily and picked up another slice.   He moved his hand back to Daniel's anus and pushed the fruit inside.  He hooked his finger and tugged at the tough outer ridge of Daniel's hole.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel jerked at the sensation, feeling rushing around his balls.  He could feel the contrasting lumpiness and smoothness of the avocado, and the friction of the fingers twisting and rubbing.  </div> <bR> <div> Jack pushed in further, breaching the second sphincter and stopped.  He wiggled his fingers.  "Feel good?" he breathed.</div> <bR> <div> "Starting to," Daniel admitted, trying to sound casual and failing miserably.  Jack was trying to make him lose it, and succeeding nicely.  Daniel was at a distinct disadvantage, here.  Jack could unhinge his control in mere moments-and wasn't wasting the opportunity to do so now.</div> <bR> <div> Jack chuckled, reached forward with his fingers, and brushed Daniel's prostate.  "What about now?"</div> <bR> <div> Daniel's body shuddered as electric tingles raced up his spine.  "Yeah," he gasped.  "That's a little better."  A lot better, actually.</div> <bR> <div> Jack laughed and removed his fingers again, grabbed another slice, and pushed back inside, the messy avocado facilitating his entrance.  He pushed deeply until his fingers were embedded in Daniel's hole, then twisted his hand.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel reared his head back and uttered a long, loud groan as he almost jumped out of his skin.  The avocado was silky, but not as slippery as genuine lube, so there was more friction around his opening.  The slight drag excited his nerve endings, the feelings so strong he could almost taste them.  He decided to go with that thought.  "Trying to get it deep enough for me to taste?" he gasped.</div> <bR> <div> "Hmmmm, now there's a thought," Jack said wickedly, and gave Daniel's prostate another push.</div> <bR> <div> "Jack!" Daniel gasped, his knees starting to buckle.  </div> <bR> <div> Jack let go of his hands and moved back behind him.  He pumped his fingers deeply a few times then withdrew them.  He dragged his hands down Daniel's inner thighs and pushed out and up.  "Up on the counter," he commanded.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel shakily lifted his left knee onto the counter, his body stretched out and supported by the firm surface.</div> <bR> <div> Jack leaned over him and kissed the nape of his neck, then started licking and sucking his way down Daniel's spine, his hands following the trail blazed by his mouth.  When he finally reached Daniel's rounded buttocks he grasped them firmly and yanked them apart.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel groaned deeply. </div> <bR> <div> This was getting better and better.  </div> <bR> <div> Jack had pulled him apart almost to the point of pain, and the cold rush of air contrasted with the heat he felt inside.  He rolled his hips and felt his cock dig into the sharp edge of the counter.  He risked moving one of his hands to his groin and pulled his cock so that it was lying flat, caught between his belly and the hard surface.  </div> <bR> <div> "That's it, Daniel," Jack purred.  "Get comfy.  You're gonna be here a while."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel closed his eyes and moved his hands down toward his head, his cheek pressed firmly into the cool surface.  His blood rushed under his skin when he felt Jack's warm, soft tongue lick smoothly from balls to tailbone.</div> <bR> <div> "This leg too," Jack said, pushing Daniel's other leg up toward the counter.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel groaned and complied, pulling his other leg up until he was splayed frog-legged on the counter, his ass completely open and exposed for Jack's insistent ministrations.  He felt Jack part his cheeks again, and tensed at the feel of Jack's tongue, another long swipe over his asshole, then relaxed and let the sensations wash over him.</div> <bR> <div> Jack chuckled deeply and Daniel felt a warm puff of air caress his ass.  He knew what he must look like, half naked, splayed out, with streaks of avocado all over him, but he really didn't care.  Jack O'Neill-<I>General </I>Jack O'Neill-was about to eat him alive and he wanted it, badly.  He was hot, needy, and willing to do whatever Jack asked to get what he wanted.  And what he wanted was Jack.  He jumped when he felt another lick between his cheeks.    </div> <bR> <div> Jack licked around the area, cleaning up the crushed avocado, using light, flicking strokes of his tongue, like a cat lapping cream.  He felt Daniel relax and pushed in, getting his tongue as deep as possible before pulling out again.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel's eyes were closed, shutting out everything but the sound and feel of what Jack was doing.  First soft, slow licks, then teasing flicks, then a deep plunge inside.  <I>Breathe, </I>he thought.  <I>I've got to keep breathing. </I></div> <bR> <div> Jack sealed his mouth to Daniel's hole and started sucking, like he was trying to pull out any avocado that had remained inside, using sharp, rhythmic movements of his lips, letting his tongue flick out over the hole.  After several long minutes he changed tactics, alternated between forcefully sucking and running his tongue in circles around the ringed entrance.  </div> <bR> <div> "Awwww, fuuuuuck!" Daniel groaned.</div> <bR> <div> Jack waggled his head, like he was trying to burrow in deeper</div> <bR> <div> Daniel felt the rasp of whiskers on the sensitive skin, the insistent sucking, and the darting tongue, every different sensation sending waves of pleasure crashing over him.  He pushed back, wanting more-always more.  He could never get enough of this and Jack knew it, taunted him with it until Daniel's breathing was rough and ragged, his voice nothing but a harsh whisper.  </div> <bR> <div> Jack gently bit the soft skin along the crevice of Daniel's ass, then deliberately rubbed his stubbly chin up and down before grinding it into Daniel's hole.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel tilted his pelvis forward sharply, squashing his cock between his abdomen and the counter.  He'd been leaking generous amounts of pre-come and his cock slid easily along the smooth surface.  Fuck yeah!  He felt his balls start to draw up, the added stimulation from his cock hurrying his orgasm along.  He continued moving his hips, tilting and rolling them, humping the counter.  "Jack," he warned.  "I'm gonna come."  If they were going to try out the lube aspect of avocados, Jack had better stop dickin' around and get in there.  He started to move his legs off the counter so that he'd be in a better position for fucking.</div> <bR> <div> Jack grabbed Daniel's thigh and pushed it back, then reached for the small of his back, pressing him into the counter, then moved his hands back to hold Daniel's cheeks apart.  He ignored Daniel's sounds of protest and continued laving his tongue over the area, alternating his technique between flicking and long, slow licks.  </div> <bR> <div> "Jack," Daniel warned again, then let out a groan when he felt Jack grasp his balls and roll them gently.  Heat boiled through him, shocks of pleasure racing up his spine and down his legs.  His toes curled and he clawed at the counter, wanting to stop his orgasm, but desperately wanting it to thunder through him at the same time.</div> <bR> <div> Jack felt Daniel's balls snug close, felt his anus spasm, and latched on again, sucking sharply at the convulsing entrance.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel screamed Jack's name as he pushed his groin forward sharply for the last time, coming with a roaring rush of blood in his ears, a paralyzing lock of muscles, and spurts of semen flooding the counter beneath him. </div> <bR> <div> Daniel came back to himself aware that Jack was still gently licking between his cheeks.  He groaned and tried to move.  </div> <bR> <div> Nope.  </div> <bR> <div> Completely boneless.  </div> <bR> <div> Jack kissed his way up Daniel's back to nuzzle beneath his ear.  "How ya doin?" he asked, sounding extremely smug.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel forced his eyes open.  "Bastard," he managed to croak.</div> <bR> <div> Jack chuckled.  "I'll take that as a thank you."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel closed his eyes again.  He wasn't going to be moving any time soon.  "So much for the lube research," he mumbled.</div> <bR> <div> Jack laughed.  "There's always next time."</div> <bR> <div> The only response Daniel could manage was a snort.</div> <bR> <div> "Sooooooo.  You hungry?"</div> <bR> <div> Hungry?  Daniel had no idea if he was hungry or not.</div> <bR> <div> Jack looked at him with a broad grin.  Seemed like Daniel was down for the count.  "Tell ya what.  Why don't I get the burritos started and you can just lie there."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel opened his eyes and glared at Jack, then realized that it sounded like a pretty good idea. "'K," he muttered, then closed his eyes again.</div> <bR> <div> Jack laughed loudly and started getting dinner ready.  After several minutes Daniel opened his eyes and watched Jack move confidently around the kitchen, and felt a rush of love wash through him.  He groaned and rolled into a sitting position.  "Hand me a towel, will ya?"  Both he and the counter were smeared with sweat and avocado and come.</div> <bR> <div> Jack grabbed a kitchen towel and handed it to him, then stepped between his dangling legs and pulled him into a deep, tender kiss.</div> <bR> <div> "What about you?" Daniel asked when Jack finally broke the kiss.</div> <bR> <div> Jack gave him a warm smile.  "I'm good, for now.  That was about you.  Dinner first, then we'll see just how good a lube avocados are."</div> <bR> <div> "Deal," Daniel grinned.  A shower, dinner, then lube research.  Seemed like Jack was out to play for the night.</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> ~ <I>finis ~</I></div> <bR> <div> FB for this story can be sent to <A HREF="mailto:featherautant@hotmail.com" TARGET="_top" TITLE="mailto:featherautant@hotmail.com"><U>Feather Autant</U></A>.</div> <div> <A HREF="id3_sg1_slash.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Stargate SG1 Slash Fiction"><U>Back to Fic List</U></A>     <A HREF="id2_directory.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Directory Listing"><U>Back to Directory</U></A>     <A HREF="id59_guest_authors.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Guest Authors"><U>Back to Guest Authors</U></A></div> <bR> <div>  <script> mypage="Sweet Dip"; </script>  <script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.jellycounter.com/thenew/c/c.html?id=88453"></script><noscript><a href="http://www.jellycounter.com"><img src="http://www.jellycounter.com/thenew/c/c.html?id=88453&noscript=true" border="0"></a></noscript>   </div> </td> <td valign="top" rowspan="2" width=120 BGCOLOR="#FFFFFF" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="01178643.jpg"> <bR> </td> </tr><tr> <td valign="top" height=52 BGCOLOR="#FFFFFF" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="00f64643.jpg"> <div> <TABLE BORDER="0" CELLPADDING="0" CELLSPACING="0" WIDTH="161" BORDERCOLORLIGHT="#C0C0C0" BORDERCOLORDARK="#808080" FRAME="BOX" RULES="ALL" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" > <tR> <tD VALIGN=CENTER HEIGHT= 45 ><NOBR><div> <IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="39" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" WIDTH="29"></div> </NOBR></tD> <tD VALIGN=TOP><NOBR><div> <A HREF="index.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Plotexpo.com"><U><IMG SRC="0181d270.jpg" border=0 width="29" height="39" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></U></A></div> </NOBR></tD> <tD VALIGN=CENTER WIDTH="15"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="45" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="15" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></tD> <tD VALIGN=CENTER><NOBR><div> <A HREF="id162.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Survival"><U><IMG SRC="017271d0.jpg" border=0 width="39" height="29" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></U></A></div> </NOBR></tD> <tD VALIGN=CENTER><NOBR><div> <A HREF="id170.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Bloodlust"><U><IMG SRC="016271d0.jpg" border=0 width="39" height="29" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></U></A></div> </NOBR></tD> </tR> </TABLE></div> <bR> <bR> </td> </tr></table></body>